Royal Capital

King's Road.

"Charge!"

Wearing full armor, Ham shouted loudly and charged into a group of bandits on horseback.

He easily dispatched several opponents, single-handedly scattering the small band of Thief.

"The armor and spear bestowed upon me by my mentor are truly wonderful!"

Ham captured a prisoner and returned to Sulu, who had been watching from the sidelines.

His armor and spear were covered with mysterious runes— Words of Arrogance indeed!

After the inscription was branded onto it, Ham's current armor and spear could barely be considered 'enchanted weapons,' although the effect was very weak and not lasting.

However, its performance is still significantly better than similar products.

For example, steel armor, after being inscribed with runes such as 'lightness', is about 10% to 20% lighter than the same type of armor.

"Very good! As usual, after the interrogation, let's use him to test your abilities."

Sulu smiled.

"I'll do it!" Laf's eyes lit up. He grabbed the prisoner and used a 'spell' on him—actually, he was just chanting a spell on the prisoner.

Amidst a sound that resembled the howl of a madman or the convergence of countless low growls, intense pain appeared on the prisoner's face, and his eyes rolled back.

Within ten seconds, blood began to flow from his seven orifices.

Watching this scene, Sulu curled his lip: 'Just overwhelming the opponent with a massive amount of information through mental connection? The lethality and strength are still insufficient.'

In his plan, the ' Whisperer ' was equivalent to a first-tier professional, the ' Chanter ' was second-tier, and the third-tier ' Babbler ' could be compared to Silver Knight and a High Wizard.

However, it seems that the new profession I developed is still generally inferior to that of my peers.

This is normal. No profession can be perfect at the beginning; it requires constant improvement and exploration.

'Furthermore... the Whisperer's path only has three stages; the rest they will need to deduce and refine themselves...'

Sulu was still somewhat wary of Sivinardo and had no intention of raising the level of Words of Arrogance.

However, the Silver Eye beside him had undergone a complete transformation.

He not only shaved his head, but also tattooed many Words of Arrogance directly onto his body using a method similar to tattooing.

This kind of fanaticism is truly befitting of someone from Wizard school that is passionate about human modification.

Furthermore, his knowledge and learning ability far surpassed those of Ham and the other two. He had already firmly entered the rank of ' Chanter ' and was about to use his Words of Arrogance as the core to launch an assault on the realm of ' Babbler,' which is the realm of high-level Wizard!

"Mentor! If we continue for another day, we'll see the walls of the Royal Capital..."

After torturing the prisoner until he passed out, Laf revealed the information he had obtained.

"Great, we can break up here!"

Sulu nodded. "The four of you have mastered the method of concocting the ' Arrogance Potion.' Go... Expansion the seeds of the extraordinary throughout the world and among the lower and middle classes!"

The so-called ' Arrogance Potion ' is actually quite simple to prepare, requiring no strict conditions. Ordinary flames are sufficient; simply mix, stir, and heat the ingredients. As for the most crucial 'Seed of Transcendence'? With their mastery of the Words of Arrogance, it's enough to condense on its own.

If he further relaxes the restrictions, the Expansion of this system will be inevitable.

However, Sulu welcomed this outcome, seeing it not only as a means of preparation but also as a test and response to the world.

Furthermore, once the new system matures, he can reap the rewards once more, gaining even more knowledge about Sivinardo.

After saying that, Sulu ignored the students, spurred his mount, and headed towards the Royal Capital.

The four people left behind looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Mr. Silver Eye... what should we do?"

Ham and the other two watched Sulu's figure disappear, somewhat stunned. "Does our mentor no longer want us?"

"No, he just gave us a task!"

Silver Eye calmly replied, "I plan to first find a place to break through the threshold of advanced Wizard, and then meet with people from other schools of thought... I believe they will be very interested in such Words of Arrogance. As for you?"

He stroked his chin. "Didn't the mentor already give the orders? Spread the seeds of transcendence to the lower and middle classes! Go to places with large populations, spread your ideals and power, attract followers, select members for the school... It's necessary... uh."

"It must be strict!" Silver Eye was about to say this, but realizing it was different from Sulu's order, he quickly swallowed it, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"I understand, thank you, Mr. Silver Eye."

Ham nodded solemnly, seemingly already having a plan.

The Royal Capital of the Dragon Kingdom is located on the Golden Plain.

From a distance, the city rises abruptly from the ground like a giant mountain, with its earthen-yellow walls reaching ten meters high, and the even more majestic inner palace can be seen in the distance.

This magnificent city was built on the foundation laid by Dragon I, and it is said that the power of Great Dragon was used to construct it.

From the day it was built, the capital city of Dragon City became the undisputed center of power on this continent, as well as the core of its culture and art, and was also known as the "city that will never fall"—ironically, the few times it was breached, it was all due to internal turmoil.

"We've finally arrived at the Royal Capital of the Dragon Kingdom —Dragon City!"

Sulu rode his horse closer to the majestic city along the King's Road: "Although it's rumored that all those Great Dragon were buried with Dragon I, I think the real treasures may not be in the Tomb of the Dragon's Den..."

The nobles of this country are quite pragmatic; the need for burial goods for the dead may not outweigh the urgent needs of the living.

Therefore, Sulu felt it necessary to make contact with the Filetlin family.

Whether it's a dragon's treasure or a possible legendary inheritance!

'Of course... the other party is a hegemon who rules the continent; they probably won't agree to do business with me.'

Carriages and people streamed along the King's Road, gradually converging before the majestic city gate.

After paying the entrance fee, Sulu rode his horse directly into the city.

'This shows that the kingdom's level of civilization is still very low... Perhaps we should establish a cattle and horse market outside the city?'

Looking at the crowded road and the horse manure everywhere, Sulu smiled wryly and had no choice but to dismount and lead the horse along.

He found an inn, led his horse to the stable, fed it, and then went to the lobby, where he ordered a beer and an apple pie.

There weren't many people in the hotel at the time, and the seats were sparsely occupied.

Just as Sulu picked up his knife and fork, a middle-aged man in a gray linen robe stood before him. "Sulu Potter? Someone brings Western greetings!"

"Um?"

Sulu looked up and saw that the Gray Robe had a very ordinary face, the kind that would be easily lost in a crowd and would have a very low profile, but his eyes, which were like cat's eyes, were very beautiful.